Fee fee, fi fi, fo fo, fum Are you dizzy? Are you dumb Fee fee, fi fi, fo fo, fum who's that kid that comes from Brighton I'm in my room producing hits And when I mix it, pour some juice in it Its so prolific, its that boujee shit And when the beat drops like this I'm LOSING IT Yes my, yes my, yes my brother Baddest kid in the game, sick motherfucker Sound hardcore so raw; no rubber Milk that, milk that, milk that udder Ohhh, truly Keizer chief, ruby, ruby I'm Scooby Doo, ghost a groupie Spooky, poltergeist raps are booky Fuji; snap a pic of the booty Kill 'em when I get in zone I'm in my feeling when I'm scheming to be taking the throne And I'm a demon, Morgan Freeman when I'm flipping a flow I've got the Shawshank sugar, shake it, rag and the bone man Damn! John Claude van-dam Put on the red light please Roxanne She said I'm a dick when I get out of hand You look quite fit with my dick in your hand Jump on the rhythm, I come, I run London Don, I'm the king of the bongo, the Bongo Bong And I'm flipping the shit like a swanton bomb Are you dizzy? Are you dumb? Wait, just wait a sec Wait, let me catch my breath I'm about to go beast mode I'm about to go Macbeth Attacking the rapping I got the rhythm I'm back on the map I'm lapping a rapper, no cap, I'm ripping and dripping in fat You're tripping, you're slipping, I'm so prolific I'm flipping a track The quickest in Britain, I got precision when spitting the facts Come with the rhythm and give 'em the flow coast to coast I boast to be the most explosive you know Psychosis I get when I start to spit And when the beat drops like this I'm LOSING IT Uh, that's right I'm a wear-wolf out in the moonlight I'm a blood sucking parasite I'm a digital vampire; terror-bite On a new hype I'm a orbit the earth like a satellite Sex and violence; glamourised Tarantino flow, no lullaby Tom Cruise down the street; vanilla sky With my sword, I'm the very last samurai It's a mission impossible, make it out alive Do ya hear it? Do ya feel it? Do ya feel my vibe? Headshot, faded I'm fuckin' it up like I made it Sometimes stuck in a rut but I break it Cum twice busting a nut you can't fake it Fuck my luck is 'bout to double up Non-stop, I'm drake, I'm 'bout to stop the clock On lock I break and chop the rhythm up I make the music just to hype em up Yes my brother, love each other I'm an agent undercover Who's that Mr Lover Lover? I'm the baddest motherfucker Fee fee fi fi foo foo fum shit When the beat... Wait... Wait... Wait Come like, come like, come like venom Spot light, spot light, spot light get em Red light green light, red light get em Empty chamber, reload, dead em Red light Dead em Kick that shit like David Beckham Bristol, Brighton, London, Peckham Kill this shit man what you recon Back on my bullshit Did you see you what I did there? New kid On the block Flip the drop of the music I twist it, beat it, abuse it Ren, back once again Pop one, pop two, drop three men Click, clack, reload, pop one again Pop myself in the head for revenge I'm sick with flow I'm lit with it bro The shit Tick tak toe Oh no, you know I'm loco moto My loco motive Is making me blow and Come up (ah ah) Take a Rizla and then I burn up (ah ah) I'm the Godzilla of the come up (ah ah) I'm a gorilla in the jungle (ah ah) Switch the flow I come get it get it I'm mystical, I'm very very Good, its good, it's big in the hood It's big like a bear, a bear in the woods It's good, its good, and I've understood That I am the one to make the world look And I am the one to make the world shook And I am the one for history books Kill it when I'm running the game I'm in four door Ford when I'm back in my Lane And I'm a Mordor Lord the Nazgul will reign And the floor boards, walls and windows will shake The rhythm the rebel The bass and the treble The angel the devil You're not on my level I'm very disheveled I'm very unsettled I'm messed in the mental Just check my credentials What just wait a sec Wait let me catch my breath I'm about to go beast mode I'm about to go Macbeth Kill it when I'm back in the game Yea I kill it yeah I kill it when I'm back in the game Yeah I kill it yeah I kill it when I'm back in the game Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait I kill a track with full ambition Wiping out the opposition Stocking up on ammunition Competition, demolition Definition; musician Stevie wonder; superstition Repetition, repetition, repetition... Rrrrr Repetition I'm efficient Kiddie with a disposition Stop I chop the fuck up like a cosmetician Re-ignition, I condition Tracks with my rapping vision Reposition Step the fuck back cause I'm on a mission Brrrraaa, fisher